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King of Heaven
King of heaven, Lord of me, I don’t understand this mystery.
I can’t comprehend how You can be King of heaven and Lord of me.
The hand that made the moon and stars is the hand that reaches down to me
The Holy One for the lowly comes and lays aside His majesty.
The eyes that always watch the world are the eyes that see inside of me.
How great a love that You are mindful of and Father to the least of these.
Repeat Chorus
The One that could have worn the crown wore the thorns upon His head.
The Prince has come as a pauper’s son; the First became the Last instead.
His shoulders should have worn the robes and yet, He chose the sinner’s cross.
The great I AM became the Lamb and gave Himself to save the lost.
King of heaven, Lord of me, I don’t understand this mystery.
I can’t comprehend how You can be King of heaven and Lord of me,
King of Heaven and Lord of me.
Paul Fields, Matt Huesmann, & Grant Cunningham *1998 River
Oaks Music (BMI) Matt Huesmann (ASCAP). Used by permission. CCLI #89178
How Deep the Father’s Love for Us
How deep the Father’s love for us, how vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure!
How great the pain of searing loss; the Father turns His face away,
As wounds which mar the Chosen One bring many sons to glory.
Behold the Man upon the cross, my sin upon His shoulders;
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers.
It was my sin that held Him there until it was accomplished;
His dying breath has brought me life— I know that it is finished.
I will not boast in anything, no gifts, no power, no wisdom;
But I will boast in Jesus Christ, His death and resurrection.
Why should I gain from His reward? I cannot give an answer.
But this I know with all my heart: His wounds have paid my ransom.
Stuart Townsend © 1995 Kingsway’s Music (ASCAP).
Used by Permission. CCLI #89178
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